Chapter 147: Sword Four, Chinese New Year's Eve

Ning Shi stood with his sword in his hand: "Take the sword, avenge your senior brother, avenge your firefish, and prove to your fiancΓ© that you are worthy of him." ”

"It's an opportunity. ”

"Defeat me, and you will defeat the entire Sword Gate. ”

"Looking at the Four Seas Divine Realm, there has never been a sword cultivator who has accomplished such a thing. ”

When Ning Shi said these words, a group of teenagers came from outside the Furong Garden, both men and women, and they all drank some wine, and Ye Qingniao at the front frowned: "You saw Ning Shi enter here?"

"It's true, there's nothing we don't know about here. ”

"There's a Chinese New Year's Eve banquet inside?"

"I heard that it is for the royal family. ”

"Don't be righteous, leave without a sound, and eat supper without shouting?"

Ning Shi is a disciple of the Sword Sect, the only disciple of the Sword Sect, he can tolerate others humiliating him and framing himself, but the other party can't humiliate his aunt, and he can't humiliate his sect in another way.

Reasonable.

He would rather draw his sword.

The sword cultivation of the second realm is logically impossible to pass the sword in the air, but who made this wooden box into a sword is the only physical object left by the sword gate to Ning Shi, naturally there is something different.

Anyway, this sword is coming.

Shocked.

The sound of the sword was crisp, the sword intent was full, Ning Shi looked at Shen Mei'er with the sword: "Draw the sword, on behalf of your Shen family's sword furnace, let's have a duel." You say life and death are okay, you can go up to the point, accompany you to the end, as you wish, it's interesting enough. ”

Shen Meier's face remained unchanged, silently calculating the gains and losses, and then she hesitated slightly. She is the kind of girl who looks very stupid, but has a very deep mind, and when she says every word, she is not made up out of thin air, she will think about herself in the future.

It can be said that she has taken advantage of the right time and place, and her chances of winning are very good, she has already arranged for Yun Feihe, the elder of the Shen family's sword furnace, to stand behind her, and help herself secretly, even if others find out, it doesn't matter, no one will break it.

It's just that now she was a little hesitant, and she suddenly felt in her heart: "Yun Feihe can't rely on it? After all, this is a duel with the disciples of the Sword Gate, after all, Ning Shi has a master named Meng Bajiu, on the ironclad dragon ship, he killed Lu Fei with one sword, and he can't make any mistakes." ”

Shen Meier was silent like this.

Ning Shi spoke: "Don't worry, I can promise not to slap you in the face, you are all about to become the daughter-in-law of the General's Mansion, I know it in my heart." ”

The more 'counted' Ning Shi became, the more hesitant Shen Mei'er became, there seemed to be an invisible string in the air, and on Ning Shi's cheeks, the more ridicule and contempt became.

"Mei'er, if the disciples of the Sword Sect want to face off against your Shen family's sword furnace, it doesn't hurt to agree. "The great general Fei Nanhui, who has never spoken, actually spoke at this time, and he responded very directly.

The General's Mansion has the conspiracy of the General's Mansion.

The Shen family's sword furnace and Tingyu Pavilion are just the first steps in the cultivation world: "If your daughter-in-law can defeat the disciples of the Sword Sect, there will be no harm in all benefits, a good thing." ”

With the support of Fei Nan Hui, Shen Mei'er naturally straightened her waist, misplaced it, and moved from the front of Yun Feihe's body to the front of Fei Nan Hui.

Ning Shi smiled and held his sword: "Please." ”

Shen Mei'er smiled sweeter than Ning Shi: "Please." ”

The voice fell.

Sword.

It's in front of you in an instant.

Ning Shike never felt that there was anything wrong with being unkind, if you asked me to invite me, not to mention that you took so many advantages, and you still wanted to use the reputation of the Sword Gate to promote your name.

Naturally, I came out first.

Sword two snake move!

Ning Shi's first sword swept to Shen Mei'er's three feet, his body was upright, dignified, and floated in, and his sword intent was as calm as a mountain.

His wooden sword, the color of the sword is pure black, and it will not reflect any candlelight, this is the first time Ning Shi has made a move tonight, and he has not shown mercy when he makes a move, and his expression is extremely dignified. The sword is the strongest means, and the snake movement is followed by the sword Sandong Yuliang, because he knows his situation very well, and he also feels the strength of his enemy.

Shen Meier herself is not worried.

The key was behind him, the general sitting behind the table, motionless as a mountain, raised his fingers and broke the snake movement, warming the winter rain and cooling Ning Shi's palm.

The person who broke the sword was Shen Mei'er, but Shen Mei'er, who broke the sword, looked more surprised than Ning Shi, but the surprise flashed, this woman knows better than anyone how to control her expression, laugh when she should laugh, and try to be as arrogant as possible when she should be arrogant.

Raising his head slightly, he said with a smile: "The sword of the Sword Gate, but that's it." ”

But?

So?

Ning Shi's white sword suit rippled.

The sword is back on the rise.

The steps were very ordinary, the footsteps landed very casually, and there was not even a sound, and then the candles on the whole banquet suddenly became much brighter.

The Hibiscus Garden in the middle of the night seemed to have more brightness, but this brightness did not come from the sky, but from the sword in the hand of a young man.

The sword was full of fireworks.

It is mixed with endless melancholy and resentment.

This is Ning Shi's sword four.

This is also his perception of the whole night, the night he felt, the people in this night, the things in this night, and the emotions in this night.

The name that Ning Shi gave to this sword was Chinese New Year's Eve.

Sword Four, Chinese New Year's Eve!

......

By the walls of the Hibiscus Garden.

Ye Qingniao led a group of young men, just after laboriously climbing over the wall, he saw a dazzling light when he landed, which was more gorgeous than the stars in the sky, and muttered in his mouth: "It is worthy of a royal banquet, look at this show, it's really good." ”

Ning Shi's sword four was used, and he walked in front of Shen Mei'er in one step, almost half of the sword qi in the thirty-six pregnancy points came out, and the sword products even crossed from orange to golden, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and this sword product was considered to have reached the third order.

Emperor Bai Qiandi in the corner of the banquet looked at the distance for a long time, showing a slight shock, and nodded subconsciously: "At this age, you can use this sword, it's really good, Meng Bajiu's apprentice has not fallen into his master's name." ”

It's just that Emperor Bai Qian looked at Ning Shi's face after the light of his sword qi, and there was a slight gap, as if he saw his sister. The same stubbornness, the same talent, the same ...... Stubborn!

Thinking like this, he shook his head: "How can Meng Bajiu's apprentice be his nephew, well, if it is, it's not bad, hmph, it's just that he eats too alone, his temper is too irritable, and he is not quiet at all." ”

Ning Shi's sword four Chinese New Year's Eve was very restless in the eyes of outsiders, and even in the eyes of Bai Qiandi.

Because this night's Chinese New Year's Eve itself was very restless.

But it is also this sword, in Shen Meier's eyes, there is an extra determination in the restlessness, it is the kind of resolute determination without hesitation, a desperate determination.

This decision should never appear in a point-to-point duel.

What Ning Shi felt at this banquet was originally helpless and humiliated, and on Chinese New Year's Eve, no one helped, so he naturally had to decide: "My sword, either you die or I die, do you dare to take it?"